Kuzya huddles on the bare, scratchy mattress, shivering visibly and pulling a tattered old straw broom over his shoulders as if it were a blanket. Beside him, Nafanya lets out a giant sneeze that blows a visible cloud of dust into the air. The camera slowly zooms in on Kuzya’s large, watery eyes reflecting the bleak surroundings with a sad expression. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have ...
Free to start · Generate videos and images with AI in seconds
